You enter my hotel room dressed in your new white dress with the Humming Birds on, black stockings and high heels and a handbag over your shoulder –...“What do you think Daddy, do you like it?” you ask as you walk up and down – I say “Oh yes, very girly – but what slutty underwear do you have on underneath? – you turn your back on me, spread your legs a little and lift up the dress to your waist – before me is a beautiful sight – your legs encased in the black stockings – the white thighs crossed. My wonderfulsister, I should say really, because that's what she was like. So I wasdoing my eyeliner when she suddenly mentioned Jacques, right out of theblue. I had no idea she had a boyfriend and I was really happy for her.Then she mentioned that Jacques had an older brother, Peter, who was a bitshy, maybe a little bit nerdy and reserved, and wondered whether I'd beable to entertain him if the two of them came over from France to visit.I wasn't really comfortable with that. I mean Peter. She said that she'd never touched a woman in a sensual way and had been shocked at how quickly she'd succumbed to the lust that Brenda had aroused in her and how much she had loved it. She then told her that Brenda knew that Pauline and Carol were having sex with each other and had guessed that Carol had told Pauline that she and Brenda had had sex together."It would seem to me that a natural progression from the current situation is for you and Brenda to have sex with each other, then if Carol. Daddy was amazing. Such a handsome, hunky stud.I had dinner cooking in the crock-pot when Daddy came home. The moment I heard his car pull into the driveway, I did what Mom would do—I rushed to the door to greet him. I stood naked, trembling, my nipples hard atop my round breasts.Keys jingled. Footsteps approached. I glimpsed his shadowy figure through the frosted window. I reached out and opened the door, smiling at my Daddy. He was so tall, his muscular chest stretching the dress shirt he.